Every year, 6 ponies from each of the mane cities get picked randomly to participate in The Equestrian Games. This story follows the POV of Pinkie Pie, who volunteers instead of Scootaloo and ends up being with a few suspected people.

The card pull for the Equestrian Games is in our city now. Ponyville. Might not call it home anymore if I'm in. I was never the bully, only the bullied. By the way, I'm Pinkimena Diane Pie but everypony calls me Pinkie Pie. My whole life, I have had no friends until now. I do not have time to explain. Trixie is pulling the first card. She says aloud, "The first tribute is Fluttershy." She looks really nervous walking up to the podium."The next tribute is... Rainbowdash, while the third one is Twilight Sparkle, the fourth Rarity, fifth in is Apple Jack and the last one issssss... Scootaloo!""No!", I scream. "I will take place for Scootaloo." Everypony is shocked around the city. "The firstvolunteer. Hmmmmmmm...", said Trixie. Celestia popped up and gestured us to the games. "Goodbye, life and everything I currently live for, and hello new, dangerous life in the Equestrian Games.", I thought.

We arrive at a large, wooden door. It seems to have been rotting over the last few years. Rusted door knobs. Mossy wood. More like a few decades. We enter to appear in a train station with 5 trains, one for each competing city.Fluttershy looks especially nervous, like she has no pony she trusts. Rainbowdash is eager to try and win while Twilight Sparkle is, of course, reading. Then comes Rarity, trying to pretty up fpr all the cameras. Apple Jack is eatingher home-made apple fritter. But, on the inside, I can tell everypony is nervous, just they're trying to hide it. We step onto the Ponyville train and then we're off. Our mentors are Queen Chrysalis and King Sombra (?). They keep on telling us to "never give up" and the babyish, stupid lessons. It was agonizing. I felt like jumping off of the stupid train, so to calm me down, I got some hay to crunch on while the long ride was continuing on. All were still nervousand nopony was talking, not even our mentors, so I pointed something out ten minutes later, "Guys, we parked at the station five minutes ago." All of them, apparently were asleep, but instead, they were bored. We went to the stage, andall of us probably thought, "KILL. ME. NOW."

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